[Qing Chuan] I will be the national teacher for Kangxi

If the statues and tablets are damaged, the gods in them will also be affected, not to mention that Luo Hu is completely defenseless, and almost tears Qingyang.

"Ah..." Lord Wu Ling yelled out for Luo Hui almost at the same time, each expression getting more exciting than the other, as if it wasn't Luo Hui who got their noses stung, but them.

"What's wrong?" Qingyang pretended to be confused, pretending to be confused, and asked Wu Linggong, "What's wrong, brothers?"

"..." Zhao Gongming peeked carefully at the window railing. Luo Hu was stunned and flew out of the little gold pendant. He rubbed his nose and cast a warning look. The silver sword embroidered on the thousand-fold black gauze The light, as if it came alive, turned slowly, revealing the murderous intent of the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

Before Zhao Gongming didn't make a fuss, it was fine, but fortunately he didn't talk about him directly, no matter how dare to spoil his good deeds - anyway, he just got slapped on the nose, and with Luo Hu's self-esteem, it is impossible to think about it if he is beaten to death in the near future. The truth is revealed.

"No way..." With tears in his heart, Zhao Gongming pretended to pick up the fallen gold ingots on the ground and interrupted, "There are still so many unlucky ones, let's hurry up."

"Hey!" Shen Wansan's incarnation of black mist finally spit out Kang Si Ding at this time.

Having suffered backlash from Shen Wansan before, Kang Siding lost his yin and yang eyes, and now Shen Wansan has absorbed his whole body of Taoism. He is extremely haggard, his eyes are closed, but he is still breathing.

Shen Wansan turned back into a human form: "Save his life, so that if I go to the underworld in the future, I will not be punished for this kind of beast. Now that Kang Siding has lost me, and has no morals, I want to see what he can live like."

As soon as the words fell, Qingyang saw that the gun light that was originally fixed on Kang Si Ding moved suddenly, was pulled out, and then swept across the Nihuan Palace on top of Kang Si Ding's head with ease, and immediately cut off the three flowers on top of it. It is also impossible to practice Taoism.

Qingyang nodded secretly, then turned to Shen Wansan and said: "Master Shen, you have avenged your vengeance, and you have suffered for a long time in the mortal world. I can save you and send you to hell—"

"No, I won't go." Shen Wansan shook his head again and again, "I stayed in Yangshi because I wanted to cultivate into a ghost fairy. Listening to the conversation just now, the good man must be a Taoist disciple? When I was exiled to Yunnan, I also followed Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Daoist I have practiced the Tao, but I was already old at that time, and I died before I could complete it.”

Qingyang: "..."

This old man was very miserable when we first met, why did he open his mouth to tell such a miserable story.

Shen Wansan also felt a little embarrassed when he mentioned this, wiped his old face and said: "... I don't know if it is God's kindness, because there is a problem with the book of life and death in the underworld, I didn't reincarnate, but I have more time to repair ghosts and immortals, until I was accidentally caught by Kang Siding's sneak attack. Now that I have been rescued, I still want to continue practicing... Thank you Taoist priest for saving my life. Shen has nothing to repay. I wonder if your Taoist temple accepts orders? I can help financial."

Qingyang hadn't complained about what kind of showmanship the ghost's order is, but Oboi had already exploded, and Jin Yuanbao threw his head and face at Shen Wansan: "You fucking go to hell for me!!"

Obai swooped in front of Qingyang, pointed at Shen Wansan and said loudly: "Before he wanted to give you the money, but you said you would donate it all, so the old man just put up with it, and now he still wants to enter the temple? Do you dare to accept one? , the old man will not share his incense if he is killed!"

Qingyang sighed: "Oh, why are you here again. Every time someone wants to join this family, you have to make such a fuss. Haven't you gotten used to it yet?"

"...??" Shen Wansan thought, it's not my problem, why are these two people talking strangely, "That... fellow Taoist, please rest assured that Shen donated the city of Nanjing, built Zhouzhuang, and even had heirs According to rumors, there are folks who worship me, and I will not take away your incense."

"..." Aobai froze for a moment.

That's right, Xiaozhuang, Lagu Su Ma, and Nalan Rongruo are also the same. Even if they are not taken into the temple by the stinky Taoist priests, there are still incense worshipers.The misery is that he and Chen Yuanyuan are miserable, and they are still brooding over the mere love...

Aobai thought more and more, and glared at Shen Wansan: "Hmph!!"

"..." Shen Wansan said in his heart that I was just placing an order, and I didn't want any incense. Why did I have such a deep hatred, "Master Daoist, do you have the right to make decisions in this regard?"

Taoist temples are also divided into categories, one is called Shifang Jungle, no matter where the Taoist priests come from, he has to take orders.The other is called the descendant temple, which is passed down from master to apprentice, and it is a bit private. Whether foreign Taoist priests are allowed to place orders depends on the meaning of the temple owner.

"Too much, what a coincidence, we don't accept living people." Qingyang laughed, what is the money donated before?That's not clean.There is Shen Wansan himself... This ghost is here, and if you want to become rich and become Kang's family, isn't it anytime and anywhere?

The strong wind in Kang's house was still lingering, and the servants and maids all ran away from the door. When all the treasures were carried by Yin soldiers and Wu Linggong to the bank for the management of the Yellow River, all the living people in the house also fled. Only then did Lord Wuling personally pick up the torch and ignite the last misplaced fortune in Kangzhai.

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"Did the boss find a new wife for the old lady?"

In the Taoist courtyard, Chen Yuanyuan's body was full of vigilance. He stared at the new Mr. Shen. He said before that he was a hedgehog and a porcupine. go on.

How strict is Xiaozhuang's management of internal affairs, she hasn't picked up extra incense for so long, wouldn't she be even more hopeless if this old man Shen came in again?

Chen Yuanyuan cast his eyes on Oboi immediately, trying to win the alliance: "Bye bye! Don't you say something? Is this enough?"

"..." Aobai took a deep look at Chen Yuanyuan, and said in a deep voice, "Don't take it upon yourself."

Chen Yuanyuan: "??? The boss is not good, and the newcomers made us look stupid!"

"..." Shen Wansan once again felt the subtlety of this Taoist temple, but with Zhao Gongming sitting here, Shen Wansan still bite the bullet and said what he said to Oboi before.

Hearing Shen Wansan's statement that he didn't care about incense, Aobai's heart was pierced again, and he couldn't help blaming Chen Yuanyuan: "You have to ask."

"You're stupid!" Chen Yuanyuan hated iron for being weak, squeezed words between his teeth, "Can the incense made by the master be the same as other incense? How do you think you became a Sheqing ghost! Xiaozhuang and Su Ma have a relationship The two Qixiang monks made offerings, don’t you see that Rong’er also eats the incense of our master? But the old man knows the goods, and his face is thick enough, so if he turns around, he’s just rubbing incense.”

Qingyang has long been used to the hustle and bustle of newcomers entering the temple. At this time, he put out the incense sticks and greeted everyone to eat: "Bye, call your brothers here! Especially those who help, add more incense sticks!"

The Yin soldiers were more down-to-earth, they didn't want to eat more and hide their private houses, they just wanted to be full every meal, and when Qingyang greeted them, they all cheered and crowded over.Qingyang quickly helped to light the incense, and everyone sat around in the air to eat.

"..." Shen Wansan sniffed his nose, with a strange look on his face, "Hey, this fragrance..."

If you don't cultivate to that level, you won't be able to taste good fragrance.

It's also incense, Oboi tasted it just plain, not as good as scallion oil prawns, but don't think about it, this incense is also used for Sanqing and Wulinggong, if it's bad incense, how can these gods eat it Have relish.It was through this level that Chen Yuanyuan saw through, and after observing that Oboi became a Sheqing ghost, she was sure that the incense made by the owner was different.

Shen Wansan was still like a living person, so he specially conjured up a crutch and "stands" on the ground decently, but at this moment he couldn't help but float up. Although his eyes couldn't see, he could aim at the hands of the Yin soldiers with his sense of smell alone. Incense: "This big brother... can I let the old man taste it?"

Shen Wansan was an old man with pale hair and beard, he looked about ninety years old, and the two blood holes around his eyes were even more pitiful.The yin soldiers who can be selected by Qingyang to stay are not bad in heart, although they are reluctant to give up, they still share one of them: "Just have a taste!"

"Hmm." Shen Wansan nodded indiscriminately, then pointed at the incense, took a deep breath——

This breath was long enough, the big brother Yin Bing saw that he still had more than half of the incense burnt, and he burned it to the end after brushing it, and then the old man burped.

Yin soldier: "..."

Yin Soldier: "..."

"Boss!!" Chen Yuanyuan had been staring at Shen Wansan all the time, and now she shouted as if grabbing a handle, "The new old man is bullying the big brother Yin Bing! You will make the big brother cry!"

Yin soldier: "??"

No, it's not enough to cry, but I'm still a little angry.Yin Bing stood up, unhappily wanting to argue with the old man, and just about to speak, he was shocked to see that the blood hole in the eye frame of the other party healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally opened a pair of wise and shrewd amber eyes .

Shen Wansan was even more shocked than Yin Bing, he thought his blindness was irreversible, but he didn't expect that just one—no, half a stick of incense would be enough to regain his sight.

Shen Wansan's state of mind suddenly changed, thousands of thoughts turned from his heart, and when Qingyang hurried over, tears flowed out of him, and his face was full of grief: "Woooo!"

"??" Yin Bing turned pale with shock, "You old man, I didn't intend to blackmail you, so don't blackmail me the other way around!"

"No." Shen Wansan said sadly, "It's just that when I think of Daoist Priest's future ascension, I can't help myself for a while..."

What is the most painful thing in this world? The Taoist priest ascended to the top, but he still stayed below to cultivate ghosts and immortals.

Then this fragrance can only be eaten for less than a hundred years!

Facts have proved that Shen Wansan knows the goods and has a thick skin, but he is not picky like Chen Yuanyuan, but generously stated that in the future, he will help the small boss's financial management without any compensation, as long as he gives a lot of incense.

Qingyang had to remind the somewhat crazy old man: "The fragrance is delicious, but you can't eat too much!"

Where did your sense of urgency to eat enough money before I ascended come from?

Shen Wansan cried: "I want to fight for it..."

Qingyang: "Huh?"

Shen Wansan: "Strive to become a ghost fairy before you, Xiaodong, ascend to the ascension."

Qingyang: "..."

Forget it, he, who wants to ascend before he dies, has no position to educate Mr. Shen.

Xiaozhuang, Chen Yuanyuan, and Shen Wansan, the account managers, gathered together and finally agreed that Qingfu Restaurant would still be under the management of Chen Yuanyuan, while Xiaozhuang would take care of Chunsheng Restaurant and the housekeeping of the Taoist temple. Shen Wansan took care of it all.

When Chen Yuanyuan heard about the decision, she wished she could roll on the ground: "But the new ones laugh, but the old ones cry..."

Qingyang: "You seem to have said this before."

Chen Yuanyuan said stubbornly: "So what if I said it! You can still sum up the current situation very well! Old lady, the new old man has robbed your ledger, don't you have any idea?"

Xiao Zhuang said indifferently: "Old Mr. Shen can build the Shen family and lead the Kang family together. How can we question his ability? And this is also a good thing."

... She can finally soak in Chunsheng Restaurant every day, haha!

"..." Qingyang could see at a glance that the old lady was hiding her calm expression, and she turned her head to Aunt Su Mala speechlessly for her yearning for reincarnation, "Auntie, I know that you are now in charge of cleaning the Taoist temple instead of Baibai." Very busy, but remember to ask the old lady to watch back on time every day."

The old lady is too liberated now, and she is becoming more and more unrestrained. In just a few months, she has completely become an Internet addicted grandmother.

La Aunt Su Ma said calmly: "Yes. But my master, why don't you change the bronze statue you mentioned?"

Qingyang's personality has always been that he has some plans, and he will publicize them to everyone in advance, and then he will act vigorously and resolutely as soon as he has money.But this time when I came back, even the division of labor for the accounts had been arranged, and I didn't see the boss arranging the bronze statue.

Qingyang fell into silence: "..."

Yes, a bronze statue.

Forget it, I promised everything, and this is also an opportunity. After the idols in the main hall are replaced, I will ask the gods to try again.

Thinking about it, Qingyang made arrangements for the preparation of the bronze statue, picked up some spare money, and left the Taoist temple.

Little Jin Zhui'er has turned back into a little golden body and placed it in the hall, these ghosts are still noisy, it's convenient for him to do things alone.

Before arriving at the courtyard of Mr. Zhang, Jue Ming was helping Mr. Zhang wash his feet. Both of them looked like old men. For a moment, Qingyang thought that he had entered some mutual nursing home: "...Master."

Jue Ming suddenly heard the voice of the devil, and almost threw the old man's foot: "...Little friend, what do you want to do with this old man? You won't have to deduct money again, right?"

"Whoever wants to deduct money from you, I'll give it to you." Qingyang put the money box on the table, and poked his head into the west room, "Jexin has been enlightened for too long, so he might not be able to catch up with this wave of statues ?”

Jue Ming: "What did you just say, little friend?"

Qingyang retracted his neck: "I said that the one who is absolutely enlightened——"

"The previous sentence." Jue Ming stared fixedly at Qing Yang and interrupted.

"?" Qingyang said, "I'm not here to deduct money, I'm here to give money?"

Jue Ming showed a vigilant expression in an instant, put Uncle Zhang's feet down as quickly as possible, and stood in front of others, his posture was all set aside: "Little friend! You seem to be possessed by a demon! Wait for the old man to check for you!"

Qingyang: "???"

Qingyang: "Bah! You are the one bewitched."

"You guys came all the way to help, I'm not just good at picking wool." Qingyang pointed to the money box on the table, "I'll borrow these for you first, and there are some banknotes in it, which should be enough for you to repair this place a little bit." Fan, build a decent Buddha statue. It's already October, time is fast, and it will be too late to repair it in winter, don't let Uncle Zhang suffer."

Only then did Jue Ming relax a little bit, but he still had a bit of vigilance, he reached out his hand to hold Qing Yang and persuaded him: "Let the old man take a look for you, just in case."

"Just in case you're big!" Qingyang flashed wildly, "You haven't lost the towel you used to wipe your feet!"

Small and narrow alleys are always lively and must-see. Jue Ming and Qing Yang just talked about it a few times, and gossip heads popped up from each room:

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"I don't know! I found out that there are two more monks in our alley, and they were brought by Master Qingyang himself. I thought there was some relationship between the two sides, why did this fight?"

"Shh! Didn't you see it? The box of banknotes on the table! It was brought by Master Qingyang to build temples for these two monks."

Everyone: "...??"

Taoist priests donate money to build temples?Is the Taoist priest dishonest, or is the monk an undercover agent?

"Baocheng, I heard that you brought a lot of Taoist scriptures with you when you came back from Qinhuai? I'm too busy these days, so I didn't come to see it." Kangxi returned to the mansion from Zhang Penghe, and walked into the prince's courtyard with joy on his brows. , and was blocked by Taoist scriptures classified all over the floor, "...that's too much."

Kangxi had to walk like jumping grids, pushed the door into the prince's study, and found more, Yinfeng was sitting in front of the desk, squinting his eyes, looking at the hands with an expression that could not understand what nonsense you were talking about. through.

"Baocheng, what are you looking at?" Kangxi hadn't seen such an expression on Yinreng's face for a long time. It was when Yinreng just learned to read when he was a child. Hot, "If there's anything I don't understand, let me take a look."

Only then did Yinfeng react, and stood up in a bit of panic: "Huang Ama! Why are you here?"

Kangxi laughed and said, "Guess what? Zhang Aiqing told me just now that the bank accounted for the wrong amount before, which made it seem stretched. In fact, there is still this amount in it."

Yinfeng looked at Kangxi's gesticulation and was taken aback: "This is worth the entire family property of the rich merchants in Jiangnan!"

"No. It's not a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, but the Kang family in Shanxi." Kangxi picked up the Taoist scriptures that Yinreng put down, "I have been eyeing the Kang family for a long time. I received a report this morning that the main house of the Kang family was burned down. No one was injured or injured. It's just that the silver and grain in the private treasury were all destroyed by the fire. Do you think it's a coincidence? The silver and grain of the Kang family disappeared, but there was an extra sum in the treasury for disaster relief and dam building The money and food that were not counted before.”

Kangxi clicked on the Daoist scriptures: "I don't know if it's Master Qingyang's handwriting again..."

Such a big Kang family, if it is said to be burned, it will be burned, and if it is said to be gone, it will be gone.

Apart from being happy, Kangxi was also quite apprehensive.But thinking of what Master Qingyang had said, it is estimated that the Kang family did not violate the laws of the yang world, but violated the taboos of the underworld, so the master took action.No wonder he always thought it was strange that the Kang family had made a fortune, but he still couldn't find out the reason. It turned out that the problem was not with people, but with ghosts.

Kangxi turned his attention back to the Taoist scriptures, sat down beside Yinreng, and his smile became a little more real: "I read this book when I was young, why don't I explain it for Baocheng?"

At this moment, Kangxi didn't know at all that Baocheng read the Daoist scriptures in order to write the Taoist application, kicked off the position of the prince, and rushed to become an immortal, otherwise Kangxi would not have been able to help himself.

He also wishfully thought: Baocheng must have hit a wall with the master!But in order to share my worries, I borrowed so many Taoist scriptures, studied them alone, and decided to conquer the master.Baocheng is so filial, how can I not help?

"..." Yinreng glanced at Kangxi silently, showing Qingyang's signature obedient smile, "Thank you Huang Ama."

This may be God helping me.

Kangxi explained a few sentences according to the scriptures, and suddenly thought: "——Wait a minute."

Yup!

This way of guaranteeing success is a good way. If you want to show sincerity, of course you must first prove your understanding.

Kangxi changed his mind: "Your elder brother, third younger brother, ninth younger brother and the master also have friendship, I asked them to come together and learn Taoism with you."

Although I have a lot of time to manage, and I don't have many skills, but there must be one of the four sons who can conquer the master.

The second-year middle schooler thinks about God helping me, and I will become the immortal prince: "——???"

Why do you think of those extra guys! !

Kangxi also patted the prince on the shoulder, and said lovingly: "It's better to Baocheng to remind the emperor. But it's too hard for you alone, and one more person to help will also have a better chance of success. You start first, and when the time comes If your eldest brother has any problems with them, you can still take them with you."

And not only Taoism, Kangxi even thought of Buddhism.

He remembered that the fourth child seemed to have a lot of experience in Buddhism, and he was more able to talk to the monks, so why not just let the boss, Baocheng, the third child, and the ninth child be responsible for conquering Taoism, and he would take the fourth child to Wutai Mountain Try it out, let the fourth brother cultivate some brothers who have researched Buddhism in the future, let's work hard together.

Prince: "...??"

Is it your own father? Why did you cheat on your son again?Let me cultivate competitors for myself?

It's okay to fight for the throne before, but he even has to fight for the succession of the Taoist temple! ?

Do not! ! !

So, after half of the incense.

Invited to the crown prince's room, Yinzhen, Yinzhi, and Yinzhen who sat stiffly between the Taoist scriptures: "..."

Yinzhi is okay, he is a good reader, and he was very happy to see so many classics, so he reached out and picked out one: "Then let me read—"

"Snapped!"

"Third brother." Yinreng smiled and pressed Yinzhi's hand, "Why are you so active? Our Manchu royal family has never had a good impression of Taoism. Everyone can learn it casually, and only one person can work hard."

Before he finished speaking, Yinzhen suddenly stood up in shock: "What is this!"

Yinfei stared at the name on the book, trembling with excitement, almost staggered towards him: ""Xuantan Generalissimo Zhao's God of Wealth", is this a scripture dedicated to the God of Wealth!"

"?!" Yinzhen rushed forward in an instant, "Let me... have a look!"

He is the one who shares the God of Wealth with everyone, okay?The eldest brother is so poor that the nine grains of money are extremely numerous, and at first glance, he has no fate with the God of Wealth at all!

Yinzhi stared dumbfounded at the fact that the elder brother and the ninth younger brother had just grabbed it, and the two rolled on the ground and fought together: "Hey, stop making trouble, the book will be crushed in a while!"

What the hell, aren't the elder brother and the ninth younger brother in the same camp?They killed three princes with one peach, and they killed the second prince with a wealth of mind?

The word money is at the head, is it a camp that is put aside for the time being, and now Yin Yin, who has turned into a party that hates the rich, cursed sadly and indignantly: "Third brother, you judge the truth! Tell me how poor I am, this "Xuantan Zhao" Shouldn’t the Grand Marshal’s Money Nine belong to me! Lao Jiu, you are so rich, do you lack this money nerve?!”

Yinzhen turned around vigorously: "Brother, give up! The God of Wealth doesn't fit with you, why don't you give it to me, my brother is going to open a branch soon! Hurry up to please the God of Wealth, and in the future, my brother's will be my brother's."

I grab.

Yinyin: "Then you give me this scripture first!!"

Yinzhen: "Brother, you have to accept your fate!!"

Yinfeng: "..."

Yinzhi whispered: "Should I tell them? In fact, this scripture is not too long. Just make another copy."

Yinfeng had already seen clearly that what Yinzhi was holding was a collection of poems collected by his disciples, and he calmly withdrew his hand: "What's the matter, let them fight it out, so as to enhance the brotherhood."

Hit!Don't stop, don't read the book and grab my inheritance right to the Taoist temple.

At the same time, Nalan Mansion.

Mingzhu was hiding in Rongruoyuan, secretly burning paper behind everyone's back, muttering while burning: "I'm still your most beloved father, why didn't you reply."

"Master, master!" The old steward knocked on the door outside, very anxious, "It's not good, something happened to the Kang family!"

"?" Mingzhu immediately withdrew her grudge against her father, straightened her clothes, got up and opened the door, "What's going on?"

The Kang family was the help he had worked so hard to get for the eldest prince, so he had to keep it no matter what.

The old steward handed the secret letter to Mingzhu in a dull manner: "Say...it was a ruthless fire that destroyed the home of the Kang family, all their wealth, mansions, and shops. Move, everything is gone."

"..." Mingzhu gasped in shock, "——哕!"

He threw the letter away violently, and said angrily: "What kind of ruthless fire, the Kang family probably wants to go back on their word! This letter is poisonous!"

How could it stink like this, wow!

"..." The old steward twitched his mouth, "No, the person who sent the letter said that he didn't know what kind of bad luck he had, and that even a copper coin in his hand would fall into the cracks in the gutter. The paper and pen used to write the letter are He dropped it all the way, and picked it up all the way to get it back, so there is some... strange smell."

Pearl: "...??"

How... how could this happen, that is the richest Kang family, how could it be possible that they are so poor that they have to pick up copper coins.

The old steward said in a low voice: "It's true. I didn't believe what he said at the time. I sent someone to investigate. All the shops of the Kang family in the capital have collapsed."

Pearl: "..."

All of a sudden, various abnormalities of the eldest prince, the collapse of the house, and the appearance of Qingyang Daoist, all kinds of clues flashed one after another, and finally connected into a clear line——

Let's talk about why the eldest prince suddenly became discouraged, asked the God of Wealth, and spent money like water to borrow money from him repeatedly. Could it be that he offended the God of Wealth at some point?

——Then it infected him and affected the Kang family!

The old steward had long forgotten about Qingyang's efficacy. Looking at his expression, he obviously felt that all of this was unreal, and said in a tone of fantasy: "He said that Kang Siding couldn't bear this blow, so he hanged himself. Now the family is worried about him I don't have any money for the funeral or burning incense, I'm planning to be cremated, but can I borrow some incense?"

"..." Mingzhu wiped her face, "Borrow it..."

He has already started to think about the possibility of transferring property first...